Writer's Note: I wrote this poem awhiiiiiile ago for a friend who was going through a certain situation_ circa 2005. It's funny because they are still very much together!
Wow, i've matured a lot with my writing, but it's still the same message: When you assume you [make an ass out of yourself and me.]
Niggas constantly think, that they could disrespect a chick
9 out of 10 that's the reason they couldn't keep a bitch.
They talk about how much they care
and for you- 'this & that'
but from the start you labeled me as them girls from your past.
You never wanted to be my man, never wanted to commit
and the minute I pack my shit it's, 'fuck you, you stupid bitch'.
But no matter what you had thought of me
and the secrets you thought i'd kept-
I stayed 100% with you, I never wanted to be like them.
I tried to hold you down and ride out until the end,
but all of our tears aren't worth this-
thanks for caring. . . or so you said.
You told me that everyone knew of my name,
but a thirsty bitch is still up in your face claiming your name.
I wake up every morning to seeing your face
and still you wanna assume and call me fake.
Fake? Are you serious?
Why you still even deal with me?
You a real nigga, right?
Well real niggas deal with real pussy.
And all this time you claiming you ain't the average nigga,
but it takes something like this to tell me how you really feel, nigga?
I don't ever want to leave you,
I don't want anyone else's heart!
What ever made me think that you would've mended my broken heart?
I needed you to need me, I wanted you to love
I thought you cared for me more than 'them'?
I thought I was number 1?
Well damn, I guess I was assuming, I guess this was all a dream. . .
I never wanted to wake up from you,
but Love isn't always what it seems.
-RecklessStill2011